We write to taste life twice, in the moment, and in retrospection.
The value of the personal relationship to all things is that it creates intimacy and intimacy creates understanding and understanding creates love.
I only believe in fire. Life. Fire. Being myself on fire I set others on fire. Never death. Fire and life.
Good things happen to those who hustle.
What a mystery this is, desire. The love sickness, the sensitivity, the obsession, the flutter of the heart, the ebb and flow of the blood. There is no drug and no alcohol to equal it.
Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.
Stations and airports are rehearsals for separations by death.
We do not see the world as it is. We see the word as we are.
The unknown was my compass. The unknown was my encyclopedia. The unnamed was my science and progress.
Write. Write until it stops hurting.
The self is merely the lens through which we see others and the world.
We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them.
Nature forms us for ourselves, not for others; to be, not to seem.
The risk it takes to remain tight inside the bud is more painful than the risk it takes to blossom. We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.
What is love but acceptance of the other, whatever he is.
The dangerous time when mechanical voices, radios, telephones, take the place of human intimacies, and the concept of being in touch with millions brings a greater and greater poverty in intimacy and human vision.
We see things the way we are, not the way they are.
I don't hear your words: your voice reverberates against my body like another kind of caress, another kind of penetration. I have no power over your voice. It comes straight from you into me. I could stuff my ears and it would find its way into my blood and make it rise.
Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.
We also write to heighten our own awareness of life... We write to taste life twice, in the moment, and in retrospection... We write to be able to transcend our life, to reach beyond it...to teach ourselves to speak with others, to record the journey into the labyrinth. We write to expand our world when we feel strangled, or constricted, or lonely... When I don't write, I feel my world shrinking... I feel I lose my fire and my color.
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through.
If all of us acted in unison as I act individually there would be no wars and no poverty. I have made myself personally responsible for the fate of every human being who has come my way.
Love men and women not for their strength but their softness, not for their fullness but their hunger, not for their plenty but their need.
The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself.
That is my essential reason for writing, not for fame, not to be celebrated after death, but to heighten and create life all around me. I also write because when I am writing I reach the high moment of fusion sought by the mystics, the poets, the lovers, a sense of communion with the universe.
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